His kiss was gentle, with a slight chill, like the morning dew.
Summer Sutton's body stiffened for a moment, letting him kiss her, without pushing him away.
Adrian Walyon's lips lingered a bit longer on hers, the kiss lasted for several minutes at least.
Looking at her face, which had turned rosy from lack of oxygen after being pale for days, he finally let her go.
"Are you hungry?" He asked, looking at her.
"Hungry." Summer Sutton nodded.
"What do you want to eat? I'll have the maid make it," Adrian Walyon asked again.
Summer Sutton's stomach was empty now, and she wanted to eat anything.
"Grilled wings, roasted pig trotters, kebabs…" She listed many options.
Adrian Walyon gave her a peculiar look and mildly said, "Eat those when you're better, for now, have something light."
Summer Sutton, "…"
Not knowing what odd food she might think of later, Adrian Walyon made a call to the maid at home and decided himself to have porridge sent over.
